51

Two hours had passed since Shen Yanqing entered the operating room.

Just when Ye Rong couldn't sit still and stood up, the door of the lounge was knocked open, and the navy girl told her: "Chen Yanqing's operation is over, and he has come out."

"Thanks."

Ye Rong hurried out.

Then, she saw Shen Yanqing, who had changed into a loose hospital gown and had an IV on the back of his hand.

He looked a little pale and walked out of the operating room by himself with the help of a nurse.

"The operation was very successful. There were nine small shrapnel in his arm, and they have all been removed." The doctor took off his mask and said to Ye Rong, "Don't worry too much. There is no bone damage. He just needs to stay in the hospital for a few days to observe the recovery of the wound."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." After saying that, Ye Rong looked at Shen Yanqing.

He looked a little tired. When he saw her looking at him, he said softly, "Come here."

Following the familiar instructions, Ye Rong walked to his side, and the nurse gave up her seat. Ye Rong supported him and led him to the ward at the other end of the corridor.

The ward is spacious, the lighting is bright but not glaring, and a slight smell of disinfectant permeates the air.

Ye Rong helped him sit on the bed and put a pillow behind him.

"It will take about four or five hours for the feeling of anesthesia from brachial plexus anesthesia to completely disappear. During this period, you can drink water and eat, or you can take a nap." The nurse placed the sensor of the electrocardiograph on Shen Yanqing's finger and instructed after confirming that the data on the electrocardiograph was normal.

"Okay." Ye Rong took note.

After the nurse left, Ye Rong looked at Shen Yanqing who was conscious on the bed.

He had an IV on the back of his left hand, and his right hand had just undergone surgery, so he couldn't move it for the time being.

"I'll pour you a glass of water." Ye Rong turned around and got him a glass of warm water and a spoon.

Shen Yanqing was not at all uncomfortable with being served by others, and drank the water that was fed to his mouth.

After feeding him water, Ye Rong did not forget to wipe the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

It was relatively rare for me to be face to face with Shen Yanqing at such a close distance. Shen Yanqing's skin was a very uncommon cold white, but his pupils were very black and his nose was high. When light and shadow fell on his face, he was so handsome that it was insurmountable. He was handsome, but also lifeless.

Because the distance was close, Ye Rong could also see the dark red bloodshot in his eyes.

Didn't he get enough rest last night?

Ye Rong paused. He seemed to have stayed in the study all night. When she woke up, he was still talking to his assistant about evacuation...it seemed that he really hadn't slept.

"Do you want to take a nap?" Ye Rong knew that he had a sleep disorder and needed someone to be with him during his rest time, so she added softly, "I'll be here with you."

Hearing this, Shen Yanqing looked at her. The little girl's eyes were bright, without any haze, and she did not force herself to be strong in front of others. A few hours ago, she was still psychologically shocked by the scene of Awole soldiers being killed by Coral soldiers. At that time, the little girl's face was visibly pale, but she quickly forced herself to calm down.

When the crisis was resolved, the little girl didn't show the shock on her face, but her hands were cold. When the shells blew up the skyscraper, she hugged him as soon as she heard the sound. At that time, her body was tense, and it was not until she boarded the warship that her expression relaxed a little.

Now, she seemed to have recovered all of a sudden.

Shen Yanqing met her overly bright and soft eyes, raised his hand to cover her face, and brushed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

"..." Ye Rong was not expecting him to do this. Her breath was filled with the smell of ebony mixed with a faint smell of tobacco. She was slightly stunned, then her eyes widened and she subconsciously grasped his wrist: "You have an indwelling needle in the back of your hand, you can't use force."

"Well, I'm not strong." Shen Yanqing rubbed her eyes with his thumbs. His magnetic voice was low and hoarse, with a dark atmosphere, and he looked into her eyes: "Aren't you afraid, little girl?"

Fear?

What are you afraid of?

You've just finished surgery and the anesthetic effect hasn't worn off yet. Are you afraid that you will jump up and hit me?

Ye Rong's mind flashed through quickly. She knew a lot about Shen Yanqing's taboo. She had thrown the big boss to the ground before and hugged his head tightly. She couldn't think about how intimate it was. She had the courage to hug him and even complimented his waist... But that was a helpless act. How could she care so much about the situation at that time?

"..."Ye Rong never expected that the reckoning would come so soon.

The problem is, even if you want to "punish" me, you are powerless now.

Feeling the gentle and ambiguous touch of his fingertips, those black pupils gazed at her deeply. It really took courage to look into those eyes. She didn't know if it was because of his aura or because those pupils were too dark and lifeless, but when she looked into them, she was unable to think for a moment.

Ye Rong paused for a moment and said hesitantly: "...won't you wait until your injury is healed before settling the score?"

Although the "punishment" would cause some physical pain, she could endure it. She was just afraid that Shen Yanqing would suddenly "fire" her, which would bring certain obstacles to the mission.

The mission is now very important to her.

At least, Xianyu now has something he wants to do.

What she wants to do is not impossible for her now, because she has the country behind her.

Because of this, she has the confidence.

Learned from intelligence.

First of all, Shen Yanqing is not a fan of violent aesthetics. Although he is a dog, he has no heart. His "punishment" is more because of his inner boredom and irritability. He wants to teach people a lesson and make sure they remember not to cross the line.

Ye Rong knew in her heart that Shen Yanqing's strategy had no breakthrough for her. As the head of the Shen family, he had no desires, and he was almost dead. Most of the time, he looked like an old cat hanging on to its last breath.

The most important thing is that he had no intention of struggling and allowed himself to rot along with the dead branches and rotten wood around him.

It's no wonder the observer would say something like "Theoretically speaking, it's almost impossible to raise Shen Yanqing's favorability to 100 within 32 days."

"Settle the account?" Shen Yanqing stopped stroking the corner of his eye. The little girl lowered her eyes, but quickly mustered up the courage to look at him again.

Ye Rong paused and tried to explain: "Before, I pressed you down and hugged you... I didn't have any other thoughts, I just didn't want you to be in danger."

Shen Yanqing suddenly understood what she meant and looked at her deeply: "Do you think I will punish you for this?"

"..." Ye Rong blinked. It's hard to believe, isn't it?

It's no wonder Ye Rong thought this way. After the grenade exploded, she threw him to the ground, blocking the shock wave and most of the scattered shrapnel for him. If she were an ordinary person, she would definitely at least say thank you to her.

The big boss's emotions did not fluctuate, and his favorability rating did not change at all, because he was so lonely that he didn't even have the desire to seek sex.

He might even be unhappy if someone pushed him down without permission.

Seeing Ye Rong's expression, Shen Yanqing said meaningfully: "Little girl, you know me very well."

In the Baizang Pavilion, the girl had a low sense of presence and was smart not to do unnecessary things. She was very well behaved. It turned out that it was not really a rule, but she had known his taboo for a long time and just avoided it.

Meeting those eyes, Ye Rong felt that he would be able to see through her lies at a glance, so she nodded: "Yeah."

A clumsy lie would only make him annoyed, which was certainly not what Ye Rong wanted.

"You saved me, how could I punish you." Shen Yanqing looked deeply into her eyes, his magnetic voice was very pleasant to the ear. He always spoke softly and slowly, and some words were so soft that only the sound of breath remained, hoarse and seductive: "But why do you care so much whether I will be in danger?"

"..." Ye Rong paused. Of course, she couldn't say a word about the mission and the system. The man in front of her seemed to be simply curious about the reason. It was not an order, nor did it carry any sense of oppression.

For a moment, Ye Rong felt that the old man was a bit bewitching. In this atmosphere, Ye Rong, who had been lonely for so many years, felt excited for no reason.

She stared at him blankly, calmed herself nervously, and spoke clearly: "In that situation, I would have done the same thing even if it was someone else.

Shen Yanqing raised his eyes, his bass voice was very magnetic: "Just like you saved the boy who asked you for help?"

"Yeah." Ye Rong nodded.

The old man was obviously not satisfied with this answer, and he also saw that she was hiding something. However, he would not be too aggressive about this matter. He just looked at the tips of her ears which suddenly turned red.

Then, the old man naturally brought the original topic back to the topic: "You saw the soldiers of Awole die in front of you, aren't you afraid?"

"..." Ye Rong recalled the scene of blood splashing in her mind again, and she felt a little uncomfortable psychologically, but now the reaction is not so strong. So, she said: "I was afraid at that time, but I am not afraid now."

Shen Yanqing said lazily: “Why?”

Ye Rong's expression relaxed, and there was even a slight smile on his face: "Because under our feet is the territory of our motherland, this is the country's warship, there is no need to be afraid anymore."